-Checkout begins at 8:30am and our bus was at 8:43am. We thought this would be fine, but the receptionist was late.
-We still got to the bus stop in plenty of time for the bus, but it never came!
-The next bus wasn't until 9:53, so we wandered around the neighborhood looking for a bakery or anywhere to sell us breakfast. No dice.
-The 9:53 bus was late.
-We got to the train station with 10 minutes or so before our connecting train, but we had to buy a supplemental ticket so we had to get in line. The wait in line took us 15 minutes so . . .
-We missed our connecting train to Naples. The next one was in an hour.
-We caught the train to Naples but the tickets we had were for seats that weren't near each other.
-I had to sit across from an angry small child.
-By the time we got to Naples, it was too late to stick to our plan of seeing the city that day. All we wanted was to find some food and move on.
-The man at the train station baggage check kept demanding Kim do something, but we had no idea what he wanted because we don't speak Italian. Turns out all he wanted was for her to put her sweatshirt IN her bag instead of strapped to her bag.
-We wanted to eat pizza because pizza was invented in Napoli. We couldn't find any restaurants that were open because they all closed from 4-7pm! This didn't happen in any other city we've been to before or since.
-The streets of Naples were literally filled with piles of trash, guys loitering about, and hookers.
-It took us an hour of wandering to find a corner store/deli. We got some sort of noodle casserole that turned out to be something mac'n'cheese-like.
-He didn't microwave it enough so it was cold.
-After we had eaten about half of it, a giant gust of wind came and blew nasty Napoli dirt and death particles into our food.
-The train out of Napoli to Cava, where our hostel was, was really creepy and disgusting and smelled like pee.
-Once we got to Cava, we found that there was some sort of religious celebration happening on the square in front of our hostel. We couldn't get to the hostel without walking past clergy, altars, a camera crew, and tons of viewers, so we waited for the procession to process away.
-Our hostel (HI Hostel Cava De'Tirreni - Borgo Scacciaventi) was deserted. It was so empty we had a choice between a 6-bed room on the third story with no windows (but 2 skylights) that was about a million degrees, or a 14-bed dorm with big windows TO OURSELVES. Obviously the more beds the better, so we picked the dorm.
-The hostel had no kitchen, no breakfast, no internet and the reception didn't open until 3pm.
-Our hunt for affordable dinner food returned to results, and we had to get pizza at a real restaurant with a waitress with a giant, fuzzy mole on her face.
-When we finally went to bed, the basilica next door kept shooting off fireworks.
Seriously, it was ridiculous how much Southern Italy hated us.
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